After rebirth, tear the black-hearted husband to pieces and step on the evil mother-in-law

Lin Luoling was very puzzled. She clearly remembered that it was not cloudy during the Hundred Flowers Festival in her previous life, let alone rain.

After getting off the carriage, the thunder became louder and the sky was so gloomy that it seemed like night was about to fall.

Lin Luoling and Chen Yin, surrounded by a group of maids, climbed up the ladder, but they were afraid that the servants and the coachman would be exposed to the rain outside.

Halfway through the journey, Lin Luoling turned around and shouted to the driver, "Stop the carriage by the roadside, away from the trees. If it rains, get inside the carriage to avoid the rain."

He called the three servants and asked them to go to Jingfu Temple to take shelter from the rain. Even if they could not enter the temple, at least they could find shelter under a roof.

Raindrops like jade beads hit the ground, and the ground was quickly wetted by the rain.

When they were about to enter Jingfu Temple, Jiang Chi suddenly walked out quickly and called to the servant, "I have told the steward of Jingfu Temple that you can go inside to avoid the rain."

After saying that, Jiang Chi walked out.

Lin Luoling stopped him and asked, "It's raining, where are you going?"

Jiang Chi said: "Today's rain is bound to be heavy. We are halfway up the mountain and there might be a flash flood. If the driver and the carriage are washed away, it will be bad. I know there is another road leading to the back mountain of Jingfu Temple. I will show the way to the driver.

Sister Chen Yin, take Sister Ling Er in quickly."

Lin Luoling raised her head and glanced at the overcast sky. The big raindrops were falling more and more frequently. She just frowned when Chen Yin pulled her inside.

Before they had gone far, they saw Princess July and the steward of Jingfu Temple running towards them, one after the other.

Lin Luoling immediately thought: His Royal Highness Prince An must also be in Jingfu Temple.

Lin Luoling paused and immediately thought, could it be that Young Master Jiang took advantage of the heavy rain to ride in her carriage back to Xuzhou, deliberately preventing her from returning to Yongning Marquis' Mansion to celebrate the Hundred Flowers Festival?

On second thought, although Jiang Chi was arrogant and unruly, and a little mysterious, he had never lied to her.

"Sister from the Lin family, come with me quickly." An oil-paper umbrella was placed over Lin Luoling's head.

Lin Luoling turned around and saw that Princess July had found an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere and was using it to shelter her from the rain.

After saying thank you, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so they didn't bother to be polite and everyone followed the manager and ran into the hall.

After entering the hall, I saw at a glance a woman about thirty years old wearing a green nun's hat, a green Zen robe, and a cassock. She had a heroic appearance, sharp and slanted eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that were intimidating without anger.

It is extremely inappropriate with this outfit.

If this woman wore armor, rode a tall horse, and held a red tasseled spear, and was called a female general, Lin Luoling felt that it would be fair to her appearance.

Princess July introduced: "Sister Lin, this is Master Jing'an from Jingfu Temple."

Lin Luoling and Chen Yin put their hands together, bowed to Master Jing'an and said, "Greetings, Master Jing'an. It suddenly rained, and we are sorry for disturbing you. I hope Master Jing'an will forgive us."

Master Jing'an put the whisk under her arm and walked to Lin Luoling. Her voice was as gentle as water and her appearance was completely different.

She said, "This girl has a face that indicates great wealth and honor. It is a blessing for me that she can come to Jingfu Temple."

Chen Yin became interested when she heard this and asked, "What great fortune does my sister have? Does the nun know how to read faces? When can she get a divorce? Will she meet a good man after the divorce?"

Because of the rain just now, the old women and maids brought by Lin Luoling all entered the hall. They were stunned by Chen Yin's sudden shocking words.

Lin Luoling was so embarrassed that she lowered her head and pulled Chen Yin's sleeve.

Nun Jing'an gave the steward a look, and the steward said to the maids, "You can follow me to the side hall."

When the steward walked to the door, the old women and maids were still in a daze. After the steward said it again, they half woke up and followed the steward out of the hall.

The palace door was closed, and Chen Yin couldn't wait to ask Master Jing'an again.

Nun Jing'an said with a smile: "This girl is a precious person, second only to one man and above ten thousand people, how come she can't get divorced?"

"A precious life, second only to one person and above ten thousand people..."

Chen Yin chewed on this sentence, and suddenly turned his head and exclaimed: "Sister Ling'er, what the nun said is that after you and Zhu Xianzhi divorce, you are very likely to enter the palace as a concubine!"

"Puch..."

There was an uncontrollable laugh.

Lin Luoling and Chen Yin looked in the direction of the sound, and immediately saw Prince An wearing a crescent-colored robe and a cloak with a silver fox fur collar. He was standing in the corner, holding a bamboo scroll in one hand and covering his mouth with the other, laughing.

Prince An's skin was originally as white as snow, and after being dressed like this, it seemed that his skin was shining.

Those eyes were like those filled with clear spring water. Perhaps it was because it was a cloudy day and candles were lit in the hall, it seemed as if myriads of bright stars were reflected in his eyes, shining brightly.

It really has the aura of a banished immortal descending to earth.

Seeing Lin Luoling's blushing cheeks, Prince An coughed lightly and raised the bamboo scroll and said, "I'm sorry, I just saw something interesting and couldn't help laughing out loud. I interrupted your conversation. I lost my composure."

What interesting things did you see? It was clearly a mockery of her, Lin Luoling thought.

Then he said in a low and deep voice: "Sister, please don't talk nonsense. Emperor Deshun is a saintly monarch and never selected concubines. How could I enter the palace as a concubine?

Besides, can one become a palace concubine just casually?

Even if Zhu Xianzhi and I divorce, I don't plan to marry again. Didn't I tell you that I want to learn medicine from you?"

Chen Yin said unhappily, "Sister Ling'er, what you said is not right. You and Zhu Xianzhi have been married through official matchmaking, but you have never had a wedding ceremony or a bridal chamber. You are still a girl, so how can you not be a concubine?"

As soon as he said that, Shen Yin immediately regretted it.

Emperor Deshun is over forty years old. If her sister Ling'er enters the palace as a concubine, the age difference will be more than thirty years. In the end, her sister will suffer.

If Emperor Deshun died in his fifties, wouldn't that mean her sister would have to live as a widow before she could enjoy a few more days of happiness? If she had no children, she would have to become a concubine buried alive with him...

The more she thought about it, the gloomier her face became. She quickly shook her hands and said, "I'm just kidding, Sister Ling'er, we won't be a concubine, no matter what!"

Lin Luoling was about to respond, but Chen Yin turned around and asked Master Jing'an: "Master, can you change fate? My sister doesn't need to be a noble lady who is second to none. It will be fine if she can meet a good man who treats her wholeheartedly."

"Creak..." a sound.

Jiang Chi, who was soaked like a drowned chicken, walked in waving a fan, "Sister Chen Yin, you don't have to worry about the marriage of this prince's sister."

"I don't worry, do you worry?"

Jiang Chi folded his fan and said, "She is my sister, so I will naturally find a good husband for her."

"You keep talking nonsense all day long, like a wild horse without a tail, and you even brazenly say you want to find a good husband for your sister Ling'er.

Since you are so good at setting fires, why don't you burn down Chunlan Courtyard? If Zhu Xianzhi is burned to death, Sister Ling'er won't have to divorce him. "

Hearing this, Lin Luoling rubbed her brows and interrupted, "Sister Chen Yin, are you so angry that you're confused? If Zhu Xianzhi dies, I'll become a widow, and I'll have to observe mourning for her for three years before I can remarry!"